Mr. Arya's Small Wife

Mr. Arya's Small Wife
Chapter 28


Arya sat on the mattress, and stretched her muscles, did push-ups and rolled her body to warm up.


''Om doing'' Confused Alira.


''Warming before a battle.'' Arya replied with her strange grin.


Alira so berserk in horror at Arya's behavior.


''Lira wants to go to the bathroom first, ''' Alira quickly darted away to the bathroom


''Oh my goodness ... Om Arya is so horrified. Do I have to do it now, does Om Arya love me or not.'' Alira muttered while looking in the mirror at washtaffel


After getting a little prepared, Alira finally came out of the bathroom.


Arya was standing and leaning on the front wall of the bathroom door after doing some of the transfer.


''Are you ready ?'' Arya asked as she folded her hands on her chest and raised her eyebrows.


''Oh, my God, Om biking was shocked. What's in here ?'' Shocked Alira.


''Wait for you.'' Arya pulls his wife's waist and docks it into his body.


Alira just resigned, tonight Alira was determined if her self will be ready with what will happen, she was also very curious about the first night.


Arya wagged the haircut that covered Alira's pretty face behind her ears. Unexpected thing happened, Alira Berjinjit shared her mother Arya then kissed her husband's lips, Arya smiled happily because this time Alira who started kissing her. Not waiting for the cue again, Arya immediately started her action let alone the green light has been lit, momon who in the future will not be in vain this time, right, if it were to bother him this time, it might be killed by him.


Arya carried his wife's body and walked towards the bed, without removing the pangut*n between her two. Kiss*n who is so demanding to make his second breath feel heavy because both resist the long-buried desire.


Arya does everything gently, so Alira is lulled and lulled by the touch of the husband, although still feeling sick because this is the first for her, but Arya can overcome it quickly. To have his little wife back in rilex.


After the heated battle between the two is over, Alira falls asleep limp in the blanket, while Arya heads out to the rooftop because she wants to smoke a cigarette.


Arya was so satisfied tonight, her sense of wanting to repeat it until dawn hit, but in her arrest because Alira had to go to campus tomorrow, otherwise, Alira could not walk in the morning.


Arya felt her stomach hungry, it turned out that she had not eaten dinner, as well as the wife who only ate omlet last night. Arya went downstairs looking for food that could prop up her hungry stomach and took some bread and jam to bring to the room, fearing her in case Alira wakes up and feels hungry too.


Arya returned to her bed and lay down next to her. Arya smiled with satisfaction when she saw the shady face of Alira who was asleep, Arya sneaked into the blanket and hugged her wife's innocent body and closed her eyes, although it is difficult to fall asleep because of the temptation that is behind the blanket.


The next morning Alira blinked her eyes, a sight she had seen all this time in the morning, but there was a different feeling this morning, her husband looked many times more handsome than usual.


Alira smiled shyly when she remembered the fierce battle that occurred last night, had been married for several months, only last night did they do the first night.


Alira gets out of bed without disturbing her husband's sleep, but upon realizing his innocent body, quickly Alira pulls the blanket and wraps her body. Alira walked very slowly, because her groin was painful and sore. Alira fell down her thick blanket in the bathroom and immediately went inside to clean herself.


Arya who was still asleep, suddenly felt her mother was so cold, fumbling around unable to find a blanket and also Alira had not been in bed.


Arya opened her eyes, looking here and there but empty.


''Where is the blanket.'' Arya muttered and then went down and looked for Alira maybe another bath.


''Oh, the blanket is here.'' Arya was confused by the blanket in front of the bathroom.


Tock....Geck... Tock.... ''Lira... You're inside yeah.''


''Yes, '' said Alira like she was brushing her teeth.


Arya takes the blanket and throws it into a basket of dirty cloths and waits for her wife to take a bath.


Moments later, Alira comes out with her bath kimono, Arya noticing her wife walking slowly.


''It still hurts ?'' Ask Arya.


Alira just nodded shy-maluband just kept walking, until suddenly her body floated in the air because it was carried by Arya.


Arya takes Alira to the front of her wardrobe.


''I take a shower first.'' Arya gives up her towel Alira's hair that almost fell off.


After the shower, Arya was tidying her tie in front of the dressing table, Alira was busy with her cellphone, seemed to be replying to a group chat from her friends.


''You sure want to go to college.'' Ask Arya


Alira turned her gaze from her mobile phone to look at her husband and nodded.


''It's closed first.'' Arya pointed at the red mark on the wife's neck.


Alira held her neck and turned to face the mirror. Alira takes the foundation and greases it there, and Arya gives her a scarf to tie it there. So that the red mark is perfectly closed.


After breakfast and farewell to the oma, Arya held Alira's hand and led her slowly to enter the car that Indra had been waiting for outside.


''For sweet Miss.'' said Indra sepeeti biased.


Alira just smiled as she got into the car.


''You sure don't papa.?'' Ask Arya


''Yes,.''


''Sweet lady why.? Is it sick .?'' Indra nenimpal.


''Lira is not healthy anymore.'' Lying Arya, afraid her best friend will weigh a lot.


Indra nodded his head in understanding.


Along the way, Arya unceasingly clasped Alira's hand, it seems Arya began to look at her love for the wife.


Arriving in front of the campus, Arya asked Indra to buy a drink at a stall on the street.


''Will you pick up the driver or will I pick up ?''


''Pick up the driver, if Om picks up later I'm taken to the office again.'' Alira cut her lips.


''Yes, I'll call the driver.''


Arya briefly kisses the wife's lips and justifies her hair and flips it behind the ears.


''Lira down yeah.''


Arya kisses his wife's forehead and takes her off to get off. But Alira has not been able to go down, her hands in the dance back by Arya..


Tbc......


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